Afina

Seeking Refuge

Okies, no worries, ^^

Dick Blackman, The Moose

That sounds very useful, will keep that in mind.

Dick Blackman, The Moose

Okay, can remove spells easily enough. Other than that from what I am reading the rest is okay. (And staves and wands was just widdling, not magically atoning, so they would just be pretty sticks as it were)

Dick Blackman, The Moose

My Hider

Name: Kira Steros

Age: 27

Race: Human

Class: Witch

Height: 5’6”

Weight: 127lbs

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Appearance:

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Brown

Skin: Olive

Voice: Hollow Alto

Familiar: Raven (Legratha)

Skills: Dagger, Quarter Staff, Witchcraft, Survival, Foraging, Runes, Recipe Book, Researching Recipes, Salves, Apply Salves, Incense, Burn Incense, Witchglyphs, Component Types, Nature Sense, Erect Cauldron, Animal Companion, Wild Empathy, Erect Tripod, Wand, Craft Wand, Craft Staff, Alchemy, Potions, climbing, tree running, vine useage, fire starting

Potions: Salve Of Slippeirness, Stone Salve, Cure Light wounds, Endure Elements, Jump, Poison, Cure Poison, Inflict Light wounds, Magic Circle Against Evil, Purify Water

Armor: None Currently

Weapons: Sacrificial dagger

Possessions: Clothing on back, water skin, handful of dried rations, clothing, water skin, rope, large black leather piece, bottles, corks, pouch of runes, salve of slipperiness, cure light wounds, endure elements, cure poison, pack, twigs, spell book, ink, ink well, quills, flint and steel

Residence Lives in the hollow of a large tree that resides against a hill, it opens up to a larger area but only about 15x15 feet at the most. Small pile of furs for a bed, piece of canvas on the ground as a work area with a slab of wood as a table top resting on it. Various bottles, books, ink, feathers, herbs that are dried hanging, components for potions and salves, incense, animal bones, fire pit in the center

Personality: A bit stand offish of people but quick to warn up to people. Tends to stay away from humans because they tend not to take well to witches. She stays to herself in her little hovel and is friendly with the local wildlife but knows better than to get to close. When all else fails, she runs and climbs.

History: Kira has been on her own since the tender age of ten, daughter of a witch and a human. Her father ran off after finding out what her mother was. Her mother raised her in the forest and taught her all she knew before she was slaughtered by humans. Kira hid in the trees to keep out of sight and after her mothers death she gathered what she could and ran off into the forest as deep as she could. Over the years she learned the woods and found a hovel to reside in away from the prying eyes of others.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Shela glanced over her shoulder towards the Elf and laughed. “Dats what ya get for sleeping through everything. I ain’t be takin’ no one from here. They went *poof*, ask Red,” Shela quipped as she stood there. As Fiona came over she nodded.

“See told ya. Some fog come a rollin’ in and poof several went. Except for that big lad the loud mouth seemed to have a thing for. He walked off with his horse of his own accord,” she said as she shifted her hammer back through the leather tie that lay at her waist, letting it swing against her thigh.

“Loud mouth gonna be aweful pissy if we see her again and he ain’t no’s where to be seen,” she smirked. “Tattoo gave me the ass but yous be more than welcome to it. Tender that piece is,” she sniggered as she trudged towards the path that led back to the road. Glancing over towards Zoe she shrugged slightly. “I gots no reason to be torn up about them people going *poof*, dun know them. Maybes someone miss them somewhere, maybe not. Dun matter, we keep moving. We find them maybe, we don’t maybe. Life on the grand adventure eh? People go *poof* by fog or steel or feet. They all be leaving at one point.”

“Come on folk, lets be moving out, gonna be a long night of walking and riding,” she said as she walked ahead of them. “I check the road and wait on ya,” she added before running down the path with her pack slung on her shoulder. “Maybe I go *poof*,” she laughed half challenging the fog to come for her.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Shela

Shela groaned as she noticed another was gone from sight, this was getting ridiculous.

“Another one bites the dust,” she grumbled before looking over at the sleeping elf. “Get up!” she shouted as she kicked the bottom of the elf’s foot and rolled her eyes. “Your friends be disappearing into fog and you be sleeping? Ijit,” she sneered as she grabbed her bag and turned back to the edge of the cave walking over to it, gripping her hammer tight in her stubby fingers.

“Dun know about the rest of ye but I say we move out and get as far away from this place. Ya know, before another one goes *poof*. We trek hard we can reach next village by mid day morrow. I’d rather fall tired there than keep watch in this cursed place. What say the rest of ye?” she yelled out.

Sana

Sana groaned deeply as she began to come too, she had been going in and out of consciousness for what seemed like day and yet again it felt like mere minutes. She found herself resting on soft silken sheets in deep pillows. Sitting up quickly she pushed her hair out of her face and surveyed the rest of her surroundings. She was in some sort of large canvas tent and the sound of sick violins played in the distance. Sliding out the mass of pillow she stood up and looked down. She was not longer clothed in her archers attire. Black silk and lace skirts held against her hips and fell to her ankles, golden coins on silver strings held them around her bare waist. A billowing peasant top tied under her breasts and flowed of the same material of her skirt. Her feet bare.

“It’s good to see you awake,” a masculine voice stated as the tent flap opened and a dark haired man stepped in. She knew his clothing type as much as she did the ones that now dressed her. He was gypsy, just not of her troop.

“Who are you?” she asked as she took a step back.

“Jymsine,” he said with a flourished bow. “And you would be Sana of the Rawns, I must say the beauty of your people does not fall short of the stories,” he said with a Cheshire grin.

“Riight, and what the hell am I doing here?” she snapped.

“Ahh, fire. That is good to see,” he said as his deep ocean tinted eyes flashed cold. “You will make a fine pairing.”

“Excuse you?” she said as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Pairing, partner, mate. How ever you wish to call it,” he said as she slid over to her and rested his hand on her shoulder. Sana smirked as she eyed him.

“Hate to break it to you, but I am already taken. Sorry,” she said confidently a she patted his cheek sarcastically with the palm of her hand.

“Nothing we can’t correct,” he said as he leaned closer. Sana pulled her head back away from him. He shrugged and turned around, walking towards the edge of the tent. “No matter, you’ll come around soon enough,” he said before disappearing behind the other side of the tent flap. Sanas eyes narrowed as she rushed over only to be greeted by two men in full golden armor, looking more like a Kings Guard than a hired hand to a gypsy troops.

“Back inside,” one of the men growled from behind his mask. Sana huffed and went back in, sinking into the pillows as she thought to herself.

“What the hell is going on?” she muttered herself.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Actually the answer to who is going to be separated was already posted on an ooc post that I tagged everyone in. I will not answer questions that have already been answered.

Dick Blackman, The Moose

I know, I have it as a base for size. Have an alternate idea. Think it will play out well, will have it in the cs.

Dick Blackman, The Moose

Lmao, okay, can work with something along that. Brainstorming the cs.

Dick Blackman, The Moose

Hrm, okay. Yeah not going novice but not a master potion maker. Was thinking of her starting in an old cabin in the woods, cauldron included. There is an old song by a woman called Gypsy that is named "Two Witches" - was inspired to make a character based off the witch by the sea in the song.